Exhibit 1.5.27

Italo Calvino

Long novels written today are perhaps a contradiction: the dimension of time has been shattered, we cannot love or think except in fragments of time each of which goes off along its own trajectory and immediately disappears. We can rediscover the continuity of time only in the novels of that period when time no longer seemed stopped and did not yet seem to have exploded, a period that lasted no more than a hundred years.

from If on a winter’s night a traveler

Comment / Posted in Fiction, Italians, Time

Exhibit 1.2.20

A Canonical Poem Adapted into a Control Scheme
for a Tiger Electronic Baseball Handheld


Run: the straight way was lost
Swing: the love that moves the sun and all the other stars

1 Comment / Posted in Control Schemes, Italians, Poetry